After Cake. Knitted jacquard, wood, clay and steel coffee table, 100 x 90 x 60 cm.




Bea Bonafini

Alex Gibbs

Neill Kidgell

David Schroeter

Faye Weiwei

Summertime mixed with kind of blue, well at least that was how it emerged. Mixed up but sounding right. Cannot make my mind up with the way words slide around. Sometimes moods do get mixed up. Mixed up and sliding around, not really a way of capturing a moment. Summer blue was a moment though, a moment slipping away like an uncompleted thought. Summers pass and are coloured by passing. They imprint, leave a trace like a kind of blue is a trace. I never heard of summer blue, but it rolled and was there. It names something, a coming together, well something like this. The show would congregate around colour, painterly touch, soft sensuous appearance, aesthetic warmth but also something beneath all of that running contrary. So mixed up without direct translation, something outside naming.

That's all. A subtraction and misrecognition.

Text by: Jonathan Miles